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Wolfgang Niedecken - Hey Joe 2015 Original by Jimi Hendrix 1966, mit Leopardefellband Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand? Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand? Alright. I'm goin down to shoot my old lady, You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man. I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady, You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man. And that ain't too cool. (Ah-backing vocal on each line) Uh, hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman down, You shot her down. Uh, hey Joe, I heard you shot you old lady down, You shot her down to the ground. Yeah! Yes, I did, I shot her, You know I caught her messin' 'round, Messin' 'round town. Uh, yes I did, I shot her You know I caught my old lady messin' 'round town. And I gave her the gun and I shot her! Alright (Ah! Hey Joe) Shoot her one more time again, baby! (Oo) Yeah. (Hey Joe!) Ah, dig it! (Hey) Ah! Ah! (Joe where you gonna go?) Oh, alright. Hey Joe, said now, (Hey) uh, where you gonna run to now, where you gonna run to? Yeah. (where you gonna go?) Hey Joe, I said, (Hey) where you goin' to run to now, where you, where you gonna go? (Joe!) Well, dig it! I'm goin' way down south, way down south, (Hey) way down south to Mexico way! Alright! (Joe) I'm goin' way down south, (Hey, Joe) way down where I can be free! (where you gonna...) Ain't no one gonna find me babe! (...go?) Ain't no hangman gonna, (Hey, Joe) he ain't gonna put a rope around me! (Joe where you gonna.) You better belive it right now! (...go?) I gotta go now! Hey, hey, hey Joe, (Hey Joe) you better run on down! (where you gonna...) Goodbye everybody. Ow! (...go?) Hey, hey Joe, what'd I say, (Hey... Joe) run on down. (where you gonna go?

Wolfgang Niedecken - Jumpin' Jack Flash 2015 Original by The Rolling Stones 1968, mit Leopardefellband I was born in a crossfire hurricane And I howled at my ma in the drivin' rain But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas But it's all right, I'm jumpin' jack flash It's a gas, gas, gas I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag I was schooled with a strap right across my back But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas But it's all right, I'm jumpin' jack flash It's a gas, gas, gas Ooh I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled, yeah yeah I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread, yeah yeah yeah I was crowned with a spike right through my head But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas But it's all right, I'm jumpin' jack flash It's a gas, gas, gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas